The whirlwind that blew through the pasture with its speed soon calmed down.

After all, the venue is so big, and there isn’t much work to do at double speed.

A row of neat potato fields suddenly appeared in the open space of the pasture, as if they had always been there, accepting the audience's visit as a matter of course.

I raised my head and wiped the non-existent sweat, and said to the stunned Boss Dart.

"Boss, it seems it's still early today, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"Oh...okay..."

Boss Dart hasn't come back to his senses yet. Even with his three views that have been shattered many times yesterday, he can't immediately accept such a hasty and exquisite sowing method.

The reason why there is no common crop cultivation industry in the town is because the Ore Town is really short of manpower, and no one is willing to face the loess and back to the sky every day, sweating profusely in the farmland.

In spring, we have to worry about rain and late spring cold. In summer, we have to be prepared for drought and typhoons. In autumn, we have to pay attention to frost and harvest time. In winter, we have no harvest and we can only survive on the previous surplus.

Days like this are not attractive at all to the residents of the town who already have small businesses.

"Perhaps this young man can really develop the ranch?"

Boss Dart was secretly thinking that with the speed and proficiency of the young man in front of him, he might be able to make up for the lack of labor and develop this business? He just didn't know how long he could last.

And what did this young man do before?

I didn't know that the boss's inner activities were so complicated, he suggested again.

"Yesterday Mayor Thomas said he wanted to help me get a batch of sponsors. Can the boss take me there to take a look? I am really new to the town."

…………

After listening to my retelling of Thomas the Tank Engine, Boss Dart decided to follow the optimal route and walk around the town while visiting these people.

At our first stop, we first came to Sebala’s forge house.

When I arrived at this small, unspectacular house, I probably knew a few things.

For example, why is this blacksmith house placed far away from the town center but close to the pasture area?

After all, not everyone can accept the tinkling sound of forging iron being mixed with screams filling their ears every day.

"What the hell did you type, you brat?"

Then there was the sound of a wooden stick hitting the rag bag, followed by a scream.

"I wasted ten kilograms of steel and just made a hoe?!"

Then there was the sound of an old fist hitting a rag bag, followed by a scream.

"Also, who taught you to make the hoe handle made of iron!"

Finally, there was the sound of a kick on the knee, followed by the figure of a young man flying upside down from the curtain door.

I saw a red-haired young man in work clothes. After he fell to the ground in front of us, he jumped up and ran away in the distance. He was so fast that I couldn't even see his face clearly.

At this time, an old man with a more serious face than Boss Dart walked out of the house.

Although he had an amazingly big beard, his head was so bare that it almost blinded me.

Boss Dart with a serious expression: (?_?)

The nameless old man with the same expression: (?_?)

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and finally spoke.

"Sebala, you should be nicer to your grandson."

"I'm sensible, come in and sit down."

After saying that, he turned around and got into the curtain door, and Boss Dart and I followed suit.

"Look, what Gray made!"

After sitting down, the old man roared with anger still lingering, and his two round eyes looked particularly eye-catching.

I sat on an extremely old-looking chair and looked at the furnishings in the room.

There is a huge iron stove in the middle of the room. It seems that charcoal fires are burning all year round, making the whole room extremely hot.

But the top of the house has obviously undergone special improvements. A huge chimney has been used to replace the roof. There are also two vents of different heights and shapes. It is obviously based on the design of an industrial blast furnace to ensure air exchange in the furnace while also

Smoothly discharge the hot air inside the house.

On the other side of the furnace is a beautiful forging table and a small and unique water tank. As long as hot steel comes out of the furnace, it can be transferred to the forging table for forging immediately and then quenched in the water tank, saving time and cost.

With the years of forging work, the walls of the entire house have become gray and black, and even the furniture has an air of disgrace.

Boss Dart pondered for a moment and said.

"Sabara, it's time for you to restrain your temper."

Boss Dart didn't need to be extra polite to this regular customer of his tavern, and expressed his opinions to the point.

"Gray is a good young man, but he is a bit introverted. You still have to respect young people's ideas. I think this hoe is very well made."

After that, he walked forward and tried to grasp this brand-new tool that exuded silvery white luster.

But the words he tried to praise later were not uttered. His face turned red and he could barely lift the hoe, let alone wave it.

When Sebala saw it, her nose was almost crooked with anger. She hit the iron hoe with her thick fingers and roared.

"This little bastard can just forge a pure iron hoe."

"Didn't I teach him to make his handles hollow?"

"Who can lift such a heavy weight?!"

Boss Dart retorted angrily: "Then you should be nice to him. Sooner or later, this blacksmith shop will be passed on to him."

Saibala said dissatisfied: "This is my blacksmithing house! If I pass it on to him, it will be closed down in less than half a year!"

The two people stared at each other for a long time, and at the same time they took a breath and said with a wink.

"Boss, do you have alcohol at your place tonight?"

"You have to promise me not to drink like crazy, otherwise the store will only have boiled water."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I, Sebala, am known for my good temper. How can I get drunk and go crazy? Someone must be maliciously slandering me!"

Boss Dart was so angry that he took a deep breath for a long time to calm down and pointed at me.

"This young man is Marcus, the new rancher. Where are the farm tools you promised him?"

Sebala's face suddenly fell, and she spread her hands helplessly.

"I originally used this batch of steel to make sickles, axes, hoes, hammers, etc., but now they have become this."

"Then you have to find a way, otherwise the pub will close early for the night."

Sebala calculated with her fingers for a long time, and finally pulled out a crumpled note from the drawer.

"These are farm tools that Dick bought from me before, but he never paid for them. You ask him for them first, and I'll make new ones and send them to the young man."

"Oh well."

Boss Dart thought for a while and realized that this was the only way he could do it now, and simply nodded.

I had been pretending to be a transparent person on the background wall for a long time. Then I suddenly made a sound, startling the two men who had reached a consensus.

"Can you give me a try on this hoe?"

I pointed at the gleaming pure iron hoe and asked tentatively.

Sebala took one look at my physique and said something disdainful, expecting me to be embarrassed like Boss Dart.

"I'll give it to you if you can handle it. Don't be too ambitious, young man. Just get a five kilogram hoe and practice it first..."

I held it in my hand and felt that it weighed about 30 to 40 kilograms. The contact area was small. The friction would make the skin peel off on my hands. It felt really uncomfortable. It was impossible to use it as a normal farm tool. Once it hit it,

On the stone, I'm afraid the tiger's mouth will burst open.

Sebala's words were stuck in her throat before she could finish speaking.

My strength is close to the limit of human beings!

"Select work command: Pick up hoe (iron)."

I easily lifted the hoe, threw it from my left hand to my right hand, and then threw it back to my left hand. Then I waved it in the air for a while, so fast that there was a faint ripple in the air.

Then I turned it around in my hand, and the sound of breaking through the air made people a few steps away feel their scalps numb. At the last stop, the whole hoe trembled, but my body remained motionless, as if

Nothing in hand.

"Uncle, I don't seem to hear what you just said clearly?"

"..."

Sebala looked serious.
Chapter completed!